how i would hate to be cursed with immortality.
i would exist almost outside of time,
watching my friends and everyone i love slowly die.
watching the world change but never being part of it,
forced to observe as the place i knew crumbles.
sure, it'd be interesting to watch events that would become historical,
but it wouldn't be monumental to me.
because if i have to live another 300 years,
what's a catastrophe to me?
Posted in response to the challenge Immortal.
the winter makes me so happy
the snow hanging in the trees
the cold biting at you
i love it
oh Icarus, you poor thing.
fell in love with the sun, the sky-
paid the price, i suppose.
why do we always pay the price for love?
Orpheus, lonesome poet,
lost his love because he wanted to tell her they'd made it.
In my attic I keep my heart.
I hold it there, safe amidst pillows, blankets and childhood stuffed animals.
When I make things, I break off a piece of my heart,
and sew it into pillows,
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